Here’s your Monday smile – it’s limerick time. Send in your own or here’s a prompt for you –
Here are a few limericks to make you smile this Monday. The prompt was MOAN:
I had a good moan this morning
Getting up I was really yawning
I went back to sleep
After the alarm had gone ‘beep’
Now I’ve missed the sun rise at its dawning.
“Right there,” she said with a moan
“Oh, yes!” came the next groan
It’s not what you think
I say with a wink
A massage, I’m sure you’d have known.
I moan when I awake
A few more hours, for goodness sake!
I hate the alarm
It causes great harm
For the rest of the day I feel a flake.
There once was a guy named Bill
Who tried to climb a big hill
With a moan and a fit
He decided to quit
And accomplished less than nill.
There once was a girl on vacation
Who then had to leave her nice station
With a moan she decreed
“It is rest that I need!”
Yet packed up and returned to her nation.
fter an epic Kardashian moan,
The devil turned Kim’s buttocks to stone.
Being no longer callipygous*
She became quiet religious
And joined a convent so as to atone.
*in case this is a bit obscure – callipygous: having or pertaining to beautiful buttocks, easily one of my favourite words.
Arthur liked to continuously moan
While talking to friends on his phone
His complaints never stopped
As from topic to topic he hopped
On mute, they’d all grumble and groan.
Did you say you overheard her moan
or was it an marginalized groan
to eclipse her pleasure
women like to measure
let’s face it some men are prone to drone.